Free Body Shots by Anne Rainey Page B

had eyes only for her. Other women paled in comparison. Trent let his tongue sweep across Crystal’s soft ruby lips. She parted them on a sigh, and he knew it was an invitation to taste her deeper.
    He slipped his tongue inside, but it wasn’t the part of her body he wanted against his mouth. He wanted her nipples, her clit. He ached to taste and tease all of her soft, secret spots and watch her fly over the edge for him. He was hungry for her sweet climax. He wanted her so crazy that she would beg him to take her.
    Trent had her blouse half-open, and he could now see that her bra was the same deep shade of red beneath. He dipped his head and licked a fiery path down the valley between her tits. Trent knew a sense of pride when her body arched upward for him. She was so beautiful. So eager. Her hands came up and clutched at his hair, pulling almost painfully, bringing his lips more fully against her flesh in the process. Her skin was as soft as silk and Trent drank her in, swallowing her essence. Soon, her shirt was completely undone, and with a mere flick of his fingers, her bra snapped open, causing her breasts to spill free. He felt as if he’d been given the greatest of gifts when he saw her upper body in the soft light.
    â€œJesus, you’re sexy,” Trent gritted out as his eager cock responded to the sight of her. He lowered his head and sucked one perfectly erect nipple into his mouth with ravenous haste.
    â€œOh,” Crystal murmured huskily. The sound sent fire licking through his veins.
    Trent nibbled at her precious swell, his need for her uncontrollable. He moved over her, crushing her to the mattress beneath, and used his knee to spread her legs. He pushed his aching erection against her soft little mound, letting her feel what she did to him, then using both his hands, he cuddled and shaped her perfect tits, squeezing one while tasting the other. Crystal writhed shamelessly beneath him. He groaned his approval and released her nipple, leaving a gentle kiss behind. Skating down her body, using his tongue to feel his way, Trent pushed the front of her blouse apart so he could see the softness of her belly. His tongue dipped into the sweet indentation of her belly button, flicking playfully.
    â€œOh Trent, that feels so good.” Her voice quivered. “I need you. So badly.”
    Trent raised his head at her pleading. “We want this to last, don’t we?”
    She groaned as if in frustration. “But what about dinner with your parents?”
    He chuckled. “We’ll be fashionably late,” he replied before slipping his hand down her body, committing her curves to memory. When he reached the warm skin of her thigh, it was his turn to groan. He skimmed beneath her skirt and felt his way over a pair of satin panties. She was already so hot and wet, but it wasn’t enough. He wanted to feel her with nothing in his way. He wanted her soaked and eager to take his cock.
    Trent lifted up so he was kneeling between her widespread thighs, and took no time in getting rid of her clothes. He stared down at the perfection of her luscious, nude body. “I feel like it’s Christmas and I’ve just unwrapped a really great present.”
    The neatly trimmed tuft of brown curls covering her hidden treasures was the sweetest sight indeed. He wanted to kiss her there, right where he knew she needed his touch most. At once, Trent left the bed, his body going hot with intense arousal when she whimpered unhappily. He was tempted to lie back down between her long, lean legs and sip her honeyed heat, but Trent had a way of doing things, and he would not be denied.
    â€œStand up for me, baby.”
    She hesitated for the briefest of seconds, before she rose from the bed, her body as fluid and graceful as a dancer’s.
    Trent stepped forward, so he was within touching distance, and then murmured, “I want you to undress me.”
    Crystal’s expressive